In my hand was thrust a mop I was slapped cruellyacross the face and told to clean my fucking mess up, I looked at the women,,,,then I looked at the l...ine of men and I was going to for one second protestto my treatment but the thought of the crop against my cruelly battered skinmade me think twice, I swallowed my pride a little and began mopping as theremains of the enema were still trickling out and running down my leg. "get back on the table" the women said to me, I looked at her and my. “I hear you, TJ. Did you notice that the display flashes the number of the person, in the corner of your visor, if you’re not looking directly at them?”“No I didn’t. Have you discovered anything else?” I asked.There was no response. Almost smacking my forehead with a duh, I tried it again.“Two Five, I didn’t notice that. I did discover that you have to say the persons number, each time you try to transmit,” I told him.The Captain’s voice boomed loudly into my helmet, again.“You can also. It's Sweets Way and Aylesbury Estate all over again. Why can't they bleedin leave us alone? We ain't doing no one no harm. This is our community."Lizzie looked upset. The flats were her world, her sanctuary, where she could lock herself away from the people who made her feel bad – her family, her ex-husband and the many people she owed money to. In the flats she felt safe; people loved her because she looked after their kids and fed their cats for them. If the plans went ahead and the flats. I barely noticed my hand slide under my dress and between my thighs, slowly fingering my aching hole as I watched in awe.Zach began to moan, both hands now holding onto Leanne's head as he pumped his cock deep inside her throat, using her face like a pussy for his aching cock, as he fucked her mouth faster. After several minutes, she pulled back, gagging and choking, trying to find her breathe.Zach pulled his shirt off over his head, revealing his ridiculously toned muscles and washboard abs..